I Look Away At Car Crashes, And

Everybody Enjoys Arguing About The Current State Of Music Because It Feels As If You Are Talking About Something Incredibly Important, Yet It Requires Little Understanding Of The Subject Matter At Hand. It's Like World Politics Meets The Pink Questions In Trivial Pursuit. Points Are Made But Nothing Gets Accomplished.

Every Song I Put On A Record Could Be A Single And I Just Pack My Bags For It... And The Minute It Takes Off, I'm Not Gonna Be Home For A While.

Trying To Impress My Mother With Words Was One Of My Favourite Pursuits.

The Saddest Kind Of Sad Is The Sad That Tries Not To Be Sad. You Know, When Sad Tries To Bite Its Lip And Not Cry, And Smile And Say, "no I'm Happy For You"? Thats When It's Really Sad.

Very Few Things In Life Are Worthy Of The Kind Of Emotional Distress We Put Ourselves Through.